Sighing resignedly, she inserts the key into the slot and unlocks the door silently. ~ Why me?... ~ She turns the knob and the door swings open inward.
Her emerald green eyes glance around the dark and damp room, and she counts four intruders, some of them in a groggy state. Lips curling into a somewhat cynical smirk, she shakes her head gently ~ They never learn...
Snapping back to reality, she addresses the one twirling his moustache ~ "I suppose you've come in search of treasure... who are you?" ~ As she speaks, a blast of chilly air surges through the corridor behind her, and a wisp of her brown hair flutters.
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